"Danglanglang" sounded, and the golden chains circling around Taoist Jianglong brought up a golden vortex. The various talismans on the golden chains burst out with dazzling light. The rapidly rotating chains affected the rushing water under the water eyes. Golden light and auspicious energy spurted out, making the bottom of the water in a radius of thousands of miles bright.
"cut!"
Ji Hao's sword was not polite in the slightest. He used all his magic power, even the sixth level of the Nine Transformation Mysterious Technique.
In the Great Sun God, a long sword-shaped light and shadow in the center of the golden and silver figure suddenly lit up, and became brighter and brighter, unbridledly exuding a suffocating and terrifying sword intent to the surroundings.
When Ji Hao raised the Tai Chi Divine Blade, the sword shadow in the Great Sun Spirit rose into the sky and attached to the Tai Chi Divine Blade like water and milk blending together. The originally radiant Tai Chi Divine Blade suddenly became dim, and all the sword light was restrained instantly, but the sword intention on the sword blade became a hundred times more terrifying than before.
The Pangu Bell roared in a low voice, releasing streams of dragon-like aura that hovered around Ji Hao. The Tai Chi robe was pulled by Ji Hao's Qi machine, and streams of clear light turned into huge lotus flowers surrounding his body.
Ji Hao raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes, and the clear light in his three eyes shot out angrily, like three beams of light fixed on Taoist Subduing Dragon.
The golden chains came forward with a dull whistling sound, and collided head-on with the Tai Chi Divine Blade. In the eyes of Yuan Sheng and Taoist Jianglong, the golden vortex formed by the golden chain is seamless and round, just like the sun, moon, sky, rivers and earth, just like the movement of the great road of heaven and earth. It is perfect in both offense and defense.
But in Ji Hao's eyes, the golden vortex was full of flaws, especially the connection between the golden chain runes and the runes.
The four moves are combined into one, and the sword is slashed with all the strength. The crisp sound of 'Ceng Ceng' was endless, the golden vortex collapsed rapidly, the Tai Chi Divine Blade was like a knife cutting tofu, and countless entangled golden chains were split by the Tai Chi Divine Blade.
The sword edge reached Taoist Jianglong's head in a flash. The suffocating sword power shattered the faint golden light on Taoist Jianglong's body and tore the bun on his head. Three ancient jade pieces were inserted into the bun. The hairpin was split open by the sword, and a very long and deep gash opened in Taoist Jianglong's scalp, and a large area of warm blood with a faint golden light spurted out from the wound.
"Hey!" Taoist Jianglong's face was covered with blood. He roared angrily and shouted a spell. A futon of rising purple energy rose into the sky from his almost cracked skull, releasing a stream of purple energy that enveloped him and Under the seat is the black dragon.
With a swirl of purple air, Taoist Jianglong and Heilong were already ten miles away.
There was a 'Pfft' sound. Although Taoist Jianglong and Heilong had escaped, Ji Hao's sword, which concentrated all his energy and all his magical power, still seriously injured Yaokong.
A sword mark ran from Taoist Jianglong's eyebrows to his crotch, cutting into his body an inch deep.
A blood stain almost tore Taoist Jianglong into two pieces, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the bloodstain. The burlap gown on Taoist Jianglong's body slowly fell off, revealing his skinny and bones-yet-contained body.
"Good sword! Good sword technique! Unparalleled tyranny, annihilation of all things, this... is the supreme sword technique of Senior Yu Yu? It is indeed decisive in killing, and Pangu is the best!" Taoist Jianglong looked at Ji Hao with a sad smile, his His eyes turned red: "It's ridiculous that when I, Taoist Jianglong, attained Taoism with the Emperor of Heaven, I was hurt by you, a junior who has only been a Taoist for a hundred years!"
"Who is the junior?" Ji Hao pressed the Tai Chi sword with his hand, flicked the sword with his fingers, and kept making high-pitched and exciting sword sounds.
Executing the Yu Yu Sword Technique with all his strength, Ji Hao's whole body surged with sword intent. Every hair on his body and every long hair stood straight up. The hairs all over his body stood straight like countless long swords intersecting with each other, constantly making subtle but sharp sword sounds. .
Even Ji Hao's voice became high-pitched and sharp, and every word was like a sword stabbing in the air, causing severe pain in the eardrums.
"Who is the junior?" Ji Hao shouted again: "Are you a direct disciple of Taoist Hua or Taoist Mu? I am also the true disciple of Master. In terms of seniority, you and I are just the same!"
"You and I are Taoists of the same generation, who is the younger generation?"
"So what if you attained the Dao during the reign of Emperor Tian-Huang? A pig, even if he obtained the Dao Fruit when the world was created, he is still a pig! A person, even if he only attains the Dao for a hundred years, how can the advancement of the Dao industry be compared to that of a pig? ?”
Ji Hao's words made Taoist Jianglong blush with anger, but he couldn't find a word to refute.
He is a direct disciple of Hua Taoist. The year he attained Taoism is measured in epochs. He was almost killed by Ji Hao, a little guy who had only been in Taoism for a few years. His most proud magic weapon, 'Fulong Chain', was also killed by Ji Hao. Chopping it to pieces with one sword... Although Taoist Jianglong could usually speak like a lotus flower, he couldn't find any excuse to argue with Ji Hao today.
Yuan Li was carrying the Panlong stick and saw that Ji Hao almost struck Master Jianglong with his sword. He couldn't help but raise the stick and cheer loudly: "Brother Ji Hao is mighty!"
Yuan Sheng put away his three heads, six arms and magical powers, and carefully stepped back a long distance. He knew very well that even if he tried his best now, he would still not be able to survive three attacks from Taoist Subduing Dragon.
But such an unpredictable Dragon Subduing Taoist was seriously injured by Ji Hao's sword... Yuan Sheng couldn't help but secretly fear, and at the same time glared at Yuan Li with resentment and annoyance - where did this damn monkey find such a strong backer?
"Dao friends are very dangerous!" A deep roar came from the water mansion, and along with the deep roar of a tiger, a giant white tiger with wings on its back and a single horn on its head jumped towards this side.
On the back of the white tiger, which was ten feet long, stood a thick-haired Taoist wearing burlap clothes. The Taoist, who was about one foot tall, with shoulders almost eight feet wide, and two thick and long arms, wore a golden headband on his forehead, and carried a long knife with a faint murderous intent behind his back.
The white tiger reached the black dragon of Taoist Jianglong in a few jumps, and roared provocatively towards the black dragon.
The black dragon turned his head dejectedly and roared angrily at the white tiger several times. Then the dragon and the tiger turned their heads at the same time and looked at Ji Hao with an extremely human look that contained some strong malice.
"The poor Taoist Fuhu has met Yaohou Ji Hao!" The newly arrived stout Taoist glanced at Ji Hao coldly, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "Ji Hao, everyone is a pure cultivator from the outside world, to some extent. Out of love, you secretly killed me and seriously injured my senior brother Jianglong, you must give me an explanation!"
"A secret assassin?" Ji Hao looked at Taoist Fuhu in astonishment: "I am..."
"You made a sneak attack and used evil methods to hurt Brother Jianglong. This is what Pindao saw with his own eyes!" Taoist Fuhu held the handle of the long knife behind his back with his backhand, and slowly pulled out a dark, dull sword. long knife.
"If you don't want to give me an explanation, then let Brother Pindao give you an explanation!"
Following Taoist Fuhu's movements, Taoist Jianglong snorted and slowly pulled out a silver-white long sword from his sleeve.
(End of chapter)